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The Old Oak Tree
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With an almighty flash of lightning
The old oak tree is split in two
The smell of burning wood
The branches glowing and alive.
In the blink of an eye
It’s changed.
Then as gentle as a giant
The top two thirds keels,
Leans, cracks, splinters, crashes
And falls from pride to prostration.
The once proud and mighty
- devastation -
Is torn asunder
And I wonder what of me?
What does the tree try to parody?
For its broken arms
Resemble those who likewise have fallen
Struck by a stark infliction
From above.
And who am I
To walk on by?
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Author Notes
Thanks for the art.
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